King of Games C36 Unlocked Feature

Shinro walked briskly through the bustling marketplace, expertly weaving his way past the throngs of people peddling their wares.

He kept his gaze straight ahead, determined to avoid making eye contact with those who offered their bodies for sale. His destination was Knoa's house, and nothing would deter him.

As he approached, he spotted Knoa hard at work in the fields, sweat glistening on their brow under the harsh sun. An idea sparked in Shinro's mind. "I need to make an impression," he thought to himself.

With a flick of his wrist, Shinro summoned a gentle breeze that rippled the thin blanket-like fabric serving as his robe. The wind danced around him, lending him an air of mystique and intrigue.

***

Knoa's back ached as he tilled the soil, beads of sweat trickling down his brow. He stopped for a moment to wipe his forehead when he caught a glimpse of a white-clad figure in the distance. Squinting against the harsh sunlight, he rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, the figure had vanished.

Confusion etched itself into Knoa's features as he scanned the area, searching for any sign of the mysterious robed figure.

"Don't look for the man who never wanted to show himself to you," a voice suddenly whispered in his ear, causing him to jump.

He whirled around, heart pounding in his chest, and found the same robed figure standing mere inches away. The stranger's gaze was unnervingly intense, boring into Knoa's very soul.

"Wait for the man to show himself to you," the figure added, their voice low and mysterious.

Knoa stared at the mysterious figure before him, unable to discern their features, hidden as they were by a shimmering veil of light. The very air around the stranger seemed to hum with an otherworldly energy, both captivating and terrifying. A shiver of fear crept up his spine, but he forced himself to speak. "Who are you?"

"Fear not," the figure intoned, their voice soothing yet commanding. "I am an angel, sent by the Creator himself. I bear a message for you."

Knoa's eyes widened, and he fell to his knees, overcome with awe. "You... you're one of the beings who dwell in the same realm as the Creator?" he stammered, his voice trembling with wonder and trepidation.

The robed figure nodded. "Indeed. Rise, Knoa. I am but a humble servant of the Lord, just as you are."

Knoa struggled to his feet, his eyes brimming with tears. "Finally, the Creator has heard my prayers! I've been asking for so long for the world to change, for more people to believe in him. I know he is the truth!"

The angel smiled, his expression kind yet enigmatic. "The Creator is well-pleased with your devotion."

"Thank you, oh messenger of the Most High!" Knoa's voice was filled with awe and excitement. "I am yours to command. Whatever task the Creator has for me, I shall fulfill it without question!"

The angel's smile broadened. "Very well, Knoa. The Creator has chosen you for a momentous task. He has given you the responsibility of building an ark."

"An ark?" Knoa furrowed his brow, confusion etching itself into his features. "What do you mean, 'ark'? And for what purpose?"

The angel's expression turned grave. "It is for you, your family, and a pair of every living creature to survive."

Knoa's heart pounded in his chest. "Survive... what?"

"The Creator will soon unleash a great flood upon this world, wiping out every living being in existence," the angel replied, his voice heavy with sorrow.

Knoa's knees buckled beneath him, and he fell to the ground once more. "Why? Why would the Creator want to destroy his own creation?"

The angel sighed, his ethereal form shimmering in the harsh light. "We cannot question the Creator's decisions, Knoa. Your task is to build the ark and ensure the survival of those who are meant to live on."

***

Shinro knelt down and placed a comforting hand on Knoa's shoulder. Though his touch was feather-light, it was enough to soothe some of the man's anguish. In that moment, Shinro transferred his thoughts directly into Knoa's mind, his voice resonating as if it were the Creator himself.

"This world has become too corrupt. It must be cleansed."

As the words sank in, Shinro also imparted the knowledge of how to build the ark—the structure, the materials, and the exact measurements.

Knoa's tears stopped, and he wiped his eyes. "I will do as He command. I will build the ark and ensure the survival of my family and the animals."

Shinro smiled, then said, "Good. We shall meet again."

With that, he cast a spell, causing Knoa to faint. A few minutes later, Shinro teleported out of the "Tiny World."

When Knoa awoke, he bolted to his feet, his eyes alight with urgency. He rushed to find his wife, breathlessly recounting his dream of the angelic messenger sent by the Creator.

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Shinro returned to his office, peeling off the thin blanket that had served as his robe. The scent of sweat hit him as soon as he entered the air-conditioned room. "Ugh, I reek," he grumbled, making a beeline for the shower.

Stepping out of the refreshing spray, he glanced at the clock. Only an hour had passed in the real world, though it was several hours inside the "Tiny World."

Dressed in fresh clothes, he emerged from his office to find his employees hard at work on their computers, their fingers flying over the keyboards as they worked on the "PUBG" video game.

Shinro strolled around, engaging them in casual conversation about their progress.

Shinro hired more employees to manage the "KiShin Store" grocery business, allowing him to focus on expanding the company.

Thanks to the morning news coverage in Japan, the KiShin Store became wildly popular in Tokyo. Customers flocked to the stores, drawn by the low prices and high-quality products. Word spread like wildfire, and soon, requests poured in from other cities, all vying for their own KiShin Store.

Recognizing the potential gold mine, Shinro began laying the groundwork to expand into other cities. It was hard to believe that in just a few short weeks since opening their first store in Tokyo, they already had 700 million yen in profits—and that was with only five stores in the Tokyo alone.

The demand was overwhelming, but Shinro was up for the challenge. He knew that with the right team in place, they could replicate their success across Japan, and perhaps even beyond.

Shinro returned to his office, donning his trademark mask. Settling in front of his computer, he flipped on the webcam and greeted the camera. "Hello, everyone! This is Yu-Gi-Oh! I'm back with a sneak peek at the new game my team and I are working on."

The unfinished footage of "PUBG" played on the screen behind him, showcasing the impressive graphics for its time.

After recording and editing the video, Shinro uploaded it to his YouTube channel. Within seconds, the views skyrocketed into the hundreds, and the comments flooded in.

"Yu-Gi-Oh, you're developing another game? You just released 'Undertale' and 'Minecraft'!"

"The graphics look amazing!"

"How do you make games faster than major studios?"

"No wonder you can churn out games so quickly, you've got a whole team!"

Shinro couldn't help but chuckle at the last comment. While it was true he had help, he still took pride in his work as a game developer.

As Shinro scrolled through the comments, a notification poomed in his mind.

[Ding! Your actions have significantly impacted your "Tiny World." New feature unlocked: World Morality Meter. You can now monitor the morality of your world's inhabitants. If they stray from your set morals, the meter will drop. If they adhere to your values, it will rise. Upon reaching 100%, the world will be considered complete, and its essence will be absorbed into you, becoming a part of your strength. However, if the meter falls too low, you must reset the world and establish your moral code anew.]

Shinro's eyes widened. This new feature would make guiding the world's development even more engaging. He couldn't wait to see how Knoa's actions would affect the world's morality.